Meet the Parents

No, this is not about the movie, but my actual meeting of Drake's parents, which happened this evening. I was kind of nervous, because I know how insanely important family is to all of them and so I was all worried about how it would go and basically yesterday Drake was like, "If you just talk to them and take the time to do that, they're going to like you and they're not going to feel like you're the girl who is taking me away from them." Well, I went to Matt and Shelly's tonight and Drake had gone out for a drive with his dad, so Shelly and I were setting things up for dinner and his mom came up from the basement. Shelly and I had been talking a little about how it was nerve-wracking to meet parents for the first time but we were giggling like little girls and all the sudden here's Drake's mom and she smiled and asked what we were giggling about. She hugged me right away and we talked and all worked on getting dinner ready and everything. I pretty much worried for nothing, as I usually do. Drake and his dad were gone well over an hour so I had some time to really joke around with and get to know his mom. I almost think it was better that he wasn't there to introduce us because she got to see me without him and see how I am, because I am sure I am kind of different, everyone is a little different when their significant other is present. Maybe a little quieter, I don't know. But she got to talk with me and it was all fun. His dad seems pretty cool too, but we didn't get to talk as much as I would like to, mostly because like I said, he was gone for the first hour or so that I was at the house. But we had dinner and hung out and I feel much more at ease now. They're going to be here until Sunday, so I am sure I will have more opportunities to get to talk with his dad. Then I had to leave a little early, because it was Lizzie's 21st birthday and I told her three weeks ago I would be there so as I am leaving his mom gets up and hugs me again and as I am saying good byes and everything she kept her arm around me so that also makes me feel better because I do want his parents to genuinely like me and like me just because he loves me. I know I only met them for a few hours tonight, but tomorrow we will be around each other a while longer and it will only get better. I think Shelly also already kind of put in a good word for me when they were back home over the 4th of July weekend - Drake doesn't know exactly what was said but he said that Shelly talked a bit about me, so it's good to have additional family members on my side beforehand.

On a side note, I spent almost two hours at the library today, working on a new novel. Well, it's a novel sort of, but it's also kind of a personal essay. I know it sounds lame right now but it will make sense later. And if ever were to have it published, it would probably end up in non-fiction anyway because of a lot of it is about stuff I have been dealing with for the last year and a half and while I am certainly no expert, I do know myself and how I feel and it is therapeutic to get my words on paper. I don't fit into this stereotypical cookie cutter mode like these books describe and I feel that since no one else has yet to really write about an experience like mine, I might as well be the first because I know I am not alone. When I am more comfortable with it I might post some of it, but I know it'll upset some people and probably depress others because it's just a really crappy subject and I wish no one ever had to deal with it because it's a time waster and all it does is make me tired. Sorry to be cryptic but if you don't know what I am talking about at this point, it's only because your name isn't Brittany or Teetz. Even they might be a little confused, but it'll all make sense eventually, I promise.